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Blow away my child, blow away...

Blow my child

Amidst the frantic rhythms of our modern era, amidst the stress and routine of everyday life, I sought to find that, which only nature can offer us...: Tranquility.

Blow away my child, blow away...

scatter nature's perfumes, flood your wish for humans, for us the small ones, the insignificant ones, to ponder our destination, our purpose, how many more years we hope to live and how many more we want and ask for...

We are conquered by our problems, our greed, our lack of faith, our mischief, and our envy

...passions that eat away our souls, our minds, our thoughts, and our actions...

Blow away my child, blow away...and scatter nature's perfumes...

My God, don't let us, these small and insignificant creatures destroy nature, the beauty of earth and life, don't let us destroy your creation, our existence...

We are losing our purpose...

We are losing God's wonderful creations, the wind's blow, the flowers' perfume, the beauty of earth, the strength of the everlasting olive tree that gazes through time and becomes witness of human greed...

Blow away my child, blow away...

Scatter simplicity into our souls, scatter light into our eyes, scatter tranquility into our hearts, scatter springtime into our minds...

Blow away my child...before it's too late...

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